Chilling emotions formed inside Khan and spread through every inch of his body. An instinctive reaction fueled by years of desperation engulfed him and tried to take over his actions. He was on the verge of attacking, but he remained still. He didn't even blink.
That stillness worried Rodney. Something told him that the faintest spark could escalate the situation, so he suppressed the gulp rising through his throat and waited for Khan to move.
Khan knew what he wanted. His urges had never been clearer, and that wasn't even his first time experiencing them. The test on Nitis had been a perfect example of his stance, but the situation was different now. The hand in the container wasn't an illusion.
